1098: C1098 life and death

C1098 life and death

The Ghost King Cui Guan was killed by an arrow, Zhong Jiu was locked on by Yang Junshan from afar, but did not dare to move an inch, how could the remaining two spectral cultivators Cui Tong and Cui Shou possibly be a match for Yang Junhao's group? Yang Junxiu had been holding back for a long time, and now she was cutting the two ghost cultivators into pieces like vegetables, which made her eyelids twitch.

"Gather all the useful things on these people. Miss Yu'er, please help me take care of them so as to not attract any trouble from being tainted with divine abilities or secret arts." Ning Bin instructed.

Bao Yu'er nodded her head. However, she looked a little strange. The moment Ning Bin finished speaking, she walked towards the corpse of the Ghost King Cui Guan, who was nailed to the stone wall.

Yang Junhao and Ning Bin had just cleaned up the belongings of the two spectral cultivators, while Bao`er, who was on the other side, found many things that clearly originated from the Burning Heaven Clan from the Ghost King Cui Guan.

"Fire Source Crystal, that much?"

These things came from a fire type essence object from the Earth Fire Abyss Prison, which had an excellent effect on raising the cultivation of fire element cultivators, he said: "Hehe, with these things, I feel that I can completely find a place to cultivate in closed door cultivation, I estimate that I will be able to breakthrough to the Supreme Astral Realm for two to three years, I feel that there's a very high possibility that I'll be able to break through this bottleneck and step into the Supreme Astral Realm."

Bao Yu'er curled her lips, shook out an object from the Ghost King's body and said: "That's not possible, these Fire Source Crystals are used by Burning Heaven Clan's Dao Realm cultivators to cultivate. If they still can't help you, a Heavenly Dipper Realm cultivator, to advance, then that only means you're too stupid."

This scarlet jade pendant was something that only Burning Heaven Clan's Dao Realm experts would wear. The two seal characters carved on the pendant were "Red Stone", and it was one of the three generation disciples that had fallen when the Ghost Clan cultivators had launched a large-scale attack on the Burning Heaven Clan.

Yang Junhao smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly put away the hundred Fire Source Crystals in his hands. He laughed and said, "That's right, this time I will definitely advance to the Great Gale Stage."

As Yang Junhao and Bao Yu'er joked around, a piece of yellowish Xuan paper suddenly floated out from the sleeves of the Ghost King Cui Guan. Then, this Xuan paper seemed to sense something, and a faint yellow light suddenly appeared on its surface.

"Huh?"

Zhong Jiu was the first to see this piece of paper; his eyes flashed a trace of surprise and understanding.

"Eh? Fish, be careful! "

At the same time, Yang Junxiu noticed that the piece of paper was falling towards Bao`er. She quickly reminded her.

However, a strange light appeared in her eyes. Not only did she not dodge, she took a step forward to close the distance between her and the Xuan paper, and then the Xuan paper landed on her forehead under the astonished gazes of the crowd. Then, a layer of yellow and reddish light appeared on her forehead, and the Xuan paper actually fused into her forehead just like that.

"Fishy, what's wrong?"

Yang Junxiu saw Bao`er standing there motionless, as if she had been possessed by a spell. She stepped forward to shake her.

"About that, Miss White Tiger, you'd better not touch her right now!"

Zhong Jiu stood there with his hands still raised, but his gaze was still looking in their direction as he spoke.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Junxiu noticed that Fishy was trembling. She frowned slightly as if she was suffering from great pain. She then said angrily, "You better have a reasonable excuse. Otherwise, do you believe that I will swallow you alive?"

Zhong Jiu quickly shook his head. "Don't worry, he is not in any danger. He is just receiving the inheritance."

"Inheritance?" Yang Junxiu was stunned.

Seeing Yang Junxiu's expression, Zhong Jiu knew that he wouldn't be killed by the mother white tiger for the time being, so he relaxed a bit: "Miss White Tiger, I have to say, you are quite bold. If I'm not wrong, this Zhong should be one of the top ten mysterious descendants, right?"

"It's best if you don't beat around the bush. If you have ass to fart, hurry up and let it go. I don't have that much patience!" Yang Junxiu had always been a bold and unrestrained person.

Zhong Jiu shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Simply put, there is a piece of paper on Cui Guan's body that was torn from the treasure of the Ghost Clan, the inheritance of the Ghost Clan that only the core descendants can obtain." Zhong Jiu shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Simply put, there is a piece of paper on Cui Guan's body that has been torn from the treasure of the Ghost Clan, and on it is recorded the inheritance of the Ghost Clan that only the core descendants can obtain.

"Ghost Clan's treasure, the core inheritance?" Yang Junxiu frowned.

It is said that it can control the power of life and death, and its power is legendary. Legend has it that it was created by the top ten halls of my clan, Yama Luo's Great Earth Treasures, and then was sealed with their respective divine abilities, and then handed to my clan's Ghost Immortal Cui Jue to take charge of it. This Ghost King Cui Guan is without a doubt the descendant of my clan, I am sure Cui Jue is very daring, and actually dared to tear the parchment from the Life and Death Stone.

Stopping for a moment, Zhong Jiu seemed to feel that he had gone a bit too far, he quickly changed the topic to explain himself, "Of course, all of these are just speculations that I made after I saw it. When Cui Guan invited me, I didn't tell you the truth, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to harm the core descendants of our Ghost Clan."

"Oh." Yang Junxiu smirked. "I remember that you weren't aiming for Yu'er in the beginning, but for me instead. You're after my White Tiger Qi, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Zhong Jiu's expression became panicked. Then, as if he had thought of something terrifying, he hurriedly shouted, "Misunderstanding, it's definitely a misunderstanding!"1

Yang Junxiu smirked coldly. Then, the fish fish wrapped around her started to wake up, and her attention was drawn over to her.

"How is it? What inheritance is it?" Yang Junxiu asked.

A hint of joy flashed across Bao Yu'er's eyes as she said, "It's the complete inheritance of Hades' Life and Death Paste. Because I've mastered it, it attracted that xuan paper to come and fuse with me."

At this moment, Zhong Jiu, who was holding his hands up high, suddenly shouted, "May I ask for this lady's surname, Jiang Lü Bao, Bi Dong, Huang Lu Xue, is he one of the ten surnames?"

Bao Yu'er looked at Yang Junxiu. She hesitated for a moment before replying, "My surname is Bao!"

Zhong Jiu let out a sigh and said, "The descendant of the son of the Yama, no wonder …"

Yang Junhao burned the corpses of the three Ghost Clan cultivators into ashes, and the four of them surrounded Zhong Jiu, heading in the direction of the arrows.

Along the way, they had walked fifty miles and still hadn't seen Yang Junshan. This made everyone amazed at how far Yang Junshan had shot the arrow. Even Zhong Jiu was becoming more and more uncertain.

Fortunately, after walking for another ten miles, a tall figure stood on top of a tall hill. He held a large longbow in his hand.

However, Yang Junxiu and the others were all very familiar with Yang Junshan, and Yang Junhao had the Lotus Eye, so the figure on the mountain wasn't Yang Junshan himself.

Everyone's hearts were filled with doubts. After looking at each other, they continued to walk towards the distant high hill.

After another distance, Yang Junhao let out a cry of "ah". There was a trace of surprise on his face as he said, "So it's him!" Strange, why is he here? "

The remaining five people had only flown for a short while before reaching the top of the hill. The person holding the longbow smiled at everyone, "Everyone, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

Yang Junxiu looked up and down in surprise and said, "Brother Wu Shuo, you have already become a Senior Magus?"

The cultivator on this mountain was Wu Shuo, who was once taken in by Yang Junshan, then stayed in the West Mountain for many years until the foreign forces invaded and was recruited by the Shaman Tribe. At that time, there was another Shaman Cultivator, Jiu Li, in the West Mountain Village.

Wu Shuo said with a smile, "I've had some fortuitous encounters in the past few years. I just luckily advanced to the Senior Magus level not long ago, which is quite a bit worse compared to Brother Yang."

Yang Junhao circled around Wu Shuo twice, and said with a "tsk tsk", "Speaking of which, were you the one who shot that arrow? It's actually nailed a Ghost King to the stone wall with one arrow. How did you do it? And the longbow in your hand is from my fourth brother, right?

Wu Shuo waved the longbow in his hand and nodded: "It is indeed Brother Yang who has asked me to come here, and also sent this longbow to you, little sister Jun Xin. As for the arrow just now, one, it is because I have inherited the Shooting Sun God Art from a senior of the tribe, and two, because this hill under my feet is the limit of the stretch of the Burning Heaven Clan's underground vein. With Brother Yang's guidance, I will draw the bow and shoot the arrow here, and Brother Yang can use this vein to help me."

Even though everyone still felt it was inconceivable, they still nodded their heads. After all, they had not reached the Dao Realm yet, so they had no idea what it meant. Furthermore, from Wu Shuo's explanation, it seemed like two Dao Realm experts working together.

"You have mastered the Shooting Sun God Technique?"

The crowd might not understand the methods that Wu Shuo used, but Zhong Jiu was from outside this region, so he naturally had heard of the Shaman Tribe's famous Shooting Sun God Technique. He couldn't help but cry out, "You … you're a Shaman from the tribe in the rear?"

Wu Shuo grinned at Zhong Jiu and said, "Looks like you know a lot. You should know that the Witch Cultivators of the Earth Tribe have no good impression of the Ghost Clan, so you have two choices. Either give your soul source a piece now and become a Undead Ghost under the hands of the Tigress, or have our old witch shoot an arrow into your mouth. Which do you choose?"

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